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Fairy Garden

A Poem

By Mother CombsPublished 5 months ago Updated 5 months ago 1 min read
Image by Eva Michálková from Pixabay

In Mother Combs’s youth

When she was first traveling the world

She came across this dense forest

And decided to explore

So, hiking in the woods

Planning to spend the night

In the magnificent woods

She actually got quite lost

Her compass didn’t seem to work

And the forest was so dark

She couldn’t decide on which way was North

Instead of getting scared,

Mother Combs just continued searching the area

Looking for a familiar landmark

She came upon this bioluminescence clearing

Inside this clearing were the most magical flowers

That glowed in the dark woods

Fairies flew about tending to the flowers

There were mushrooms galore

With toads and frogs living amongst them

The fairies flew here and there,

And some even flew down towards her

The fairies seemed to want her to follow them

So, she allowed them to lead her

Through the beautifully unique garden

To a little village in the midst of the garth

Suddenly, little people-like creatures

Appeared before her

And signing to her in gestures

That was easy for her to understand

The critters proceeded to dance for her

Some even jumped onto her outstretched hands

To do their little excellent jigs

She named the wingless pixies Weedan’s

Mother Combs stayed and observed them

For months, until she’d learned as much about

Them as she possibly could

Before she left, she made promises to come back

And this is how Mother Combs found her first Weedans

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About the Creator

Mother Combs

Come near, sit a spell, and listen to tales of old as I sit and rock by my fire. I'll serve you some cocoa and cookies as I tell you of the time long gone by when your Greats-greats once lived.

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Comments (6)

  • Test5 months ago

    I love anything Weedany and this did not disappoint!

  • JBaz5 months ago

    Another Mother Combs winner. this is Like a child's fairy that I used to hear when I was but a wee lad.

  • So beautifully sweet. But were there no Wee Tims or Wee Sues or Wee Douglases or Wee Marys?

  • Omgggg so this was how Weedans were discovered! So magical and wonderful!

  • Cathy holmes5 months ago

    That's simply magical. Well done.

  • Alex H Mittelman 5 months ago

    Great poem! Like the use of your name too!

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